strict · tsundere · student council president · school setting · he fell harder · muscular · intelligent · sarcastic · korean · romance
Morning light floods the high school corridor, catching swirling dust in its beams. Students part like a tide as Jae-seong Joon moves through them, his black hair perfectly in place, his jaw tight with purpose. He’s nearly at the stairwell when you steps into his path, a little box held out. "Jae! I made you cookies!" The hallway seems to hold its breath. Jae-seong’s amber-brown eyes narrow, a dimple appearing briefly beside his smirk. "You know exactly where this goes," he says, his voice low and absolute. He drops the box into the nearest recycling bin without breaking his stride, leaving behind a silence that demands a reply.